Life for Living
- The city life is for the living Night becomes day Day becomes night With no differentiation Souls worn in Changed with no hesitation The city builds one day after the other The great manifestation I...
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Bradley is a happy man He falls asleep on the island To the sound of a bellowing fog horn Cutting through the air as rich as worn leather He awakes to coffee that envelops him With a hug Rather than …...
View ArticleArticulate Assembling
Articulate assembling Summer salad created Hands willfully picking the pieces Assembling the creation at hand Southern Indiana type of man Years spent on the eastern seaboard Now looking a bit more...
View Article11:57
11:57 The clock reads Momentary and sedentary I return to the road We travel so often Yet so unfamiliar Unusual The hope of unity A collection of ideas Almost perfect But perfect in its imperfections...
View Article4 Minutes
In 4 minutes I will attempt To write words Strung together with Some meaning My eyes are stuck to the screen Gleaming Written in an attempt to say What I have postponed along the way Returning to...
View ArticleThe Rally Cry of the Tired
The rally cry of the tired A worthy cause flamed out with vigor Passing floating rolling I have tried To do good Good to be undone So much has to rely on a rally cry When your tired And lonely …...
View ArticleAches and Pains
Aches and pains Strange held hands In a cold rain Under red skies Under falling leaves In a lake Not a sea The aches and pains Cities and lanes Riding in the cars Remain the same
View ArticleDay to Be
The coming days to be Letting go of what was familiar to You and me A city A life For bigger and better Discoveries and journeys Letting go While others hold so tight That they squeeze the life Out of...
View ArticleDesperation of Desolation
The desperate times Desperate measures Come up with something good A productive measure In times worn thin As the veil of light Through the morning curtains We have to continue to Rely on food...
View ArticleMean a Thing
The old fears Dried up tears Move up Move out All the changes happen In specific time And moments We remove ourselves To see the grand scheme By it doesn’t mean a thing When your heart is torn...
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